[ The silence stretches and stretches. Mo Ran hates the silence like an itch in his bones but refrains from talking. Some of his shizun bleeds through, still.

And then, incredulous: ] Do you think I'm an idiot? Even I know what that means. You'll kill me. [ More of the emperor bleeds in, but it's still Mo Ran because he is no fool, at least in that. ]

Three questions, instead. Then I'll release you so you can do start the end of the world. [ Without waiting for a response, he asks the first one: ] What's with the undead around here?